DriveEMOut

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Hey guys, just want to warn you, I might not be able to post a lot this week. I promise I'll try my best though.

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Oliver smiled, remembering. "Hey Tim. I'm the same rank as you now." He wore a smug grin, bu continued to walk with them. He walked into someone who was in his blind spot, and awkwardly said sorry to the poor man, who dropped a pile of papers. He jogged to catch up with the pair.

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Oliver emerged from the armory, with a black cloak covering his normal clothes, as well as steel toed boots and a semiautomatic rifle slung across his shoulder. In a holster by his side lay a Heckler handgun, with a Calvary Sabre in a scabbard by his side. In a small satchel he wore by his side was ammo for his weapons, and a sharpening tool for his knife. He turned to Jax. "Let's go on a mission."

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Oliver grinned, "Hell yeah! I'm the same rank as Tim! And any pick of equipment! As well as being the youngest captain since the Civil War! There's no way I'd say no to this deal!"

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"A girl or a boy, I don't care." As long as I don't have to be the only teen

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"On one condition. I need a cloak. Winter's nearby, and this leather jacket alone won't cut it. And I better get to handpick my men. Are there any young ones like me?"

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Dude, are u on???

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He slammed his fist on the table. "You're saying you want us to help your men, because we've been outside your prissy little dress up party? Then you better give me a weapon. And I've got an idea what your next squad can be. I saw some cloaks on the way here. What squad is that for? They better be elite." The plan was all coming together now in his head.

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Oliver looked confused. "Why me? I get Jax, but you have all these soldiers at your disposal. Why people with no training whatsoever?" He shoved his hands in his grey jeans pockets. I honestly shouldn't care. We're getting food, weapons, and shelter, aren't we?